I hate snow.

I hate snow.
I don’t care that I’m Canadian.
I don’t care that’s it’s pretty.
I don’t care for skiing or snowboarding.
I really don’t care for cute toques and red mittens.
Nothing, and I mean nothing will change my mind.
I hate snow.

Toronto was dumped with another snow storm. Mother Nature is schzio. Yesterday the sun was shining, the birds were chirping. Everyone was happy to come out of hibernation. She was warm and sunny. Today, her ice cold frigid b*tchy self was back because it’s been snowing non-stop for hours. March means spring… did she not get the memo?

I called in “snow day” today. I cannot deal with snow anyone. I hate snow. I don’t dislike it, I hate it.

I decided to stay home and work in my pj’s. Oddly enough, it’s been pretty productive and it was nice to prepare a fresh hot healthy meal for lunch instead of the salads that I have been bringing to work.
Do I enjoy working from home? Yes. Does it change my feelings about snow? NO. I hate snow.

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